Sometimes you teach and teach and the days go by and you start to doubt yourself.
“Are my children truly learning anything?”
And then, one evening, out of the blue an exuberant six-year old girl bounds up the stairs shouting, “It’s 8:00 mom!” I look at the computer screen: 8:03 P.M.
And, as I look at her face and listen to the excitement in her voice, I realize she’s not talking about it being time for bed or a story or brushing teeth. Instead, she has just read the clock – correctly! – for the first time. We’ve been studying hours and half hours for a few weeks now and as she was playing downstairs and looked up at the clock, she realized where the big hand was and what that meant. She was so proud of herself and so was I!